[Ghost Slayer: Blade] No Miserable Online Mutual Fight

"Good morning! Muha!" Tanjiro, who was in training, saw the oni walking in, and greeted him full of energy.

"Morning, Tanjiro. Good morning, Zenitsu, Inosuke."

"morning……"

"Good morning."

Shanyi at the side still didn't dare to look directly, so he hid aside and whispered hello.On the other hand, Inosuke was absent-minded, and the whole person was listless.

Aizawa Muha smiled and waved goodbye to them.

"Come on, train hard, Zenitsu, Inosuke."

Instead of disturbing them, Aizawa Wuha sat in front of the paper door, watching the butterflies flying outside.

The sun is very good, and the flowers outside are in full bloom, attracting butterflies to stop.

There is a corridor in front of the paper door, but because it can be exposed to the sun now, it is the next best thing to sit inside.But you can also feel the fresh air outside, but if you are close, you will feel a little burning.

There are doors on the front and back of this room, and they are all wide open at this time.

One door leads to the courtyard outside, and the other door leads to the gate of the butterfly house.

Kneeling in front of the door, carefully took off the mask on the side of his face, and then put it aside.

Holding a wooden comb in his hand, he combed his long hair carefully, and there was a white cloth and a pair of sharp scissors on the floor on one side.

After thinking about it for a long time, I decided to cut some.If it reaches the knee, it is not only troublesome to take care of, but also inconvenient to move.

There was a slight sound of footsteps behind him, and he hesitated when he reached the door, then stopped at the door.

"Welcome back, Ichiro."

Stopping the movement, Aizawa Muha turned his head slightly, and then evoked a skilled smile.

The person at the door gave a slight sign, and then made a sound.

"I - I'm back... Yu."

They look exactly the same, but they are easy to tell apart.It is not only reflected in the long hair tied up for distinction and the ginkgo-colored haori that is worn, but also the different expressions that are easier to see.

The expression is soft, and the corners of the mouth are slightly curved.

However, that arc seemed to be evoked purely for laughing.

It is true that what I told Wuichiro, not only him, but Ichiro has also changed.

"Well, can Ichiro do me a favor?" Aizawa Muha blinked, smiled and handed over the comb in his hand.

The person standing was slightly stunned, then let go of the handle holding the knife, and stepped forward.

After a pause, he took the comb, and then the ghost in front of him turned around, still talking.

"I'm sorry, Ichiro."

It was cold and smooth black long hair, but Ichiro felt that it was so heavy and unreal.

Familiar faces, familiar smiles, familiar tone...everything is so familiar, so familiar that I want to cry.

His hands trembled slightly, and his hands, which could not even shake a knife, felt heavy at this moment.

The slightly curly black hair was combed carefully under the sunshine in the morning some days ago.Only now...

Kneeling halfway behind her, she held her long hair in one hand and a wooden comb in the other, brushing it again and again, as if time had stood still, everything was so serene and peaceful.

The lowered eyes looked at the scissors on one side, and said lightly: "Are you going to cut it off?"

"Well, it's too long, and it's a little troublesome." Aizawa Muha said and took the comb handed over, and then picked up the scissors and sent it over.

The hand behind him hesitated for a moment before taking it, and then he felt the gentle touch on the end of his hair.

After a long pause, the sound of scissors came.Crisp, with black strands falling.

The scissors reflected the long, raven-colored hair, and then strands of black strands fell onto the white cloth on the floor.

The cut hair is much neater and feels a lot more relaxed.

"Thank you for having..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was hugged from behind.The whole person was enveloped, and a warm and familiar atmosphere lingered.You can even feel the trembling body behind you from the thin clothes.

Aizawa Muha didn't speak, but turned around as hard as he could and hugged the waist of the person behind him.

There was a long silence, the two of them didn't speak for a long time, and they all kept silent in unison.

I don't know how long it took before Ichiro stood up, then silently picked up a comb to tie up Aizawa Muha's long hair.

Feeling Ichiro's familiar movements, Aizawa Muha thought of Ichiro's hair tied up in the same way.

Because there was no headband, Aizawa Muha simply handed over the bandage in his hand, and the person behind took it, then skillfully wrapped it around a few times, and tied a bow.

"Welcome back."

The atmosphere of silence for a long time was broken, and Ichiro, whose voice was still a little trembling, tightly grasped the comb in his hand, trying to keep his tone calm.

There are many tasks, so Ichiro only stayed for a day, and then left overnight.

Aizawa Muha didn't say anything, just stayed with him for a day in silence, and then packed things for Ichiro.

Standing at the door of Butterfly House, Aizawa Muha suddenly felt that this scene was so familiar, but because it was night, there was no umbrella.

Before leaving, Ichiro hesitated for a long time before taking out a familiar object from his pocket.

Looking at the candy apple in Ichiro's hand, Aizawa Muha's smile paused for a moment, and then he took it before Ichiro struggled to take it back.

"Thank you Ichiro."

Apple candy, I haven't touched it for a long time.However, Ichiro is really sweet.

"I just……"

"Yeah, I know, Ichiro did a good job. Good luck." Aizawa Muha smiled, pinching apple candy in one hand, and waved with a smile.

Ichiro paused for a moment, then waved his hand too, and then his figure disappeared into the night.

Ichiro who had already left the headquarters touched his chest, then frowned slightly.Looking back for the last time, his brows and eyes stretched.

Sitting on the roof of Butterfly House, Aizawa Muha tore open the package of apple candy, and took a light bite.

Well, it's very sweet, it's the taste in my memory.

The crow-colored eye feathers drooped, and then he took out something from his bosom.

There was a sigh in the night wind, full of guilt.

It was a piece of paper that was completely soaked and then dried, crumpled, and even the writing on it was blurred.

However, at the beginning of the paper, there are still a few words that can be seen clearly.

To:

A kiss from Ichiro...

About - Ichiro:

Can't……

Obviously, I have made up my mind to be strong and strong in the future, so I can't cry.

Obviously since then, it has been agreed.

You can't be cowardly, at least, you can't show your cowardly self.

We must set a good example for Wuichiro and Xin Zhu, and we must be strong together.As an older brother, as the eldest child, you have to fight everything.

But, the tears just couldn't be held back.

Even though he covered his mouth, the whimpering still came out.

Big tears hit the paper, and the blurred handwriting gradually became blurred.

It was just a small piece of letter paper, but it made all the emotions collapse.

It turns out that I still have such strong feelings.

Excitement, sadness... So many indescribable emotions filled my heart, so heavy, and I felt a sense of relief.

Great, great...

Really, it was as if the gods had heard his prayers and sent the man back.

Under the setting sun, a helpless and powerless figure hugged him tightly, and there came the sound of fragmented cries, tightly clutching a piece of soaked paper in his hand, the writing on it was blurred...

On the window sill, a pitch-black crow stopped quietly, then tilted its head, flapped its wings and flew away, casting a shadow.

"Gah-"